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Chapter 118
Jane DoeIn this Chapter: Draco: God of the Lycans. Orion: God of the Mages. Azrael: God of the Wolves. Blakely: Goddess of the Moon. Dhara: Goddess of the Earth. Adira: Goddess of the Hunt. Sirona: Goddess of Health and Healing. Jade: Goddess of Jealousy. Elias: God of Sex. Solana: Goddess of the Sun. Ulrich: God of Bloodshed and War. Sephtis: God of Death. Nyssa: Goddess of Life. Amora: Goddess of Love.
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Blakely Elias, Sephtis, and the rest of us ignored him. Reaching across the table, Dhara unfurled a map of the city. Magic shimmered across the page, creating a life like rendition of Solana and Lunette’s home. The entire city was a large circle, surrounded by walls of what appeared to be translucent stone. I knew without asking that both sunlight and moonlight were able to permeate the walls, filling the alleyways and streets with a constant ethereal glow. At the very center stood a castle. It’s spires reached high into the air, forming jagged points that kissed the sky. Half of the monument was made of dark, ebony stone while the other half was crafted with gold. It was the perfect blend of day and night, sun and moon, light and dark. Elias tapped his finger down on the Eastern wall, and then dragged it to the West. “There’s two gates in the city, the sun and moon gate. They’re the only way in or out. Both are blocked by her troops. Only those carrying Solana’s banners are allow
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Blakely There was a buzzing in the very back of my mind, a chatter of voices—of prayers—that filled the dark spaces of my thoughts. I pushed them aside, surprised to find they quieted. All it took was a thought and they returned, growing louder and louder until I could hear the hundreds of thousands of prayers thrown my way. There was one that caught my attention, mainly because the wolf in question was using my name. The voice was different from that of my parents, both of which were in tears over my fate. I’d have to deal with that later, assuming we all survived. Seeing the look of confusion on my face, Azrael reached out and grazed his fingers down my arm. I suppressed a sigh as the urge to step into his hold washed over me. Orion nudged him, the look on his face severe. “What is it, little wolf?” Azrael questioned, his eyes darting from the goosebumps raised along my arm to my face. Orion snarled under his breath, “She’s concentrating.” I shook my head at the two of them,
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Blakely We were swarmed by wolves, all eager to speak to us and welcome their Goddess back into the fold. Their eyes swam with hope and awe as they watched Katya lead us through the cavern. They steered clear of Shax’s massive form, but I couldn’t blame them. The God of Fear was rather fearsome. As we ventured further, past makeshift tents and rickety cots, I realized not everyone here was a wolf. There were other species of immortal, many of which I’d seen back in the city of a Thousand Faces. Women with the wings of dragon fly’s, their translucent colors shimmering even in the dark. Men with tails dragging behind them in the dirt. Fangs, claws, and even scales were common here. “Stand aside people,” Katya laughed, “Give our goddess some space! Those who plan on evacuating the city keep your ears open and be ready to move. We will figure out the food situation and get back to all of you.” Food situation? Seeing the confusion on my face, Katya leaned in and murmured into my ear.
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Blakely My mates and I met up with Shax, who was standing in a group with those accompanying us into the city. Dhara had already started working on the evacuation tunnels, and while her magic would’ve been useful in tunneling to the tavern for us to grab provisions, we couldn’t risk draining her. What mattered most were getting these people out of the city. I had studied the map time and time again, memorizing our route. Katya’s friend, who happened to be a Sphinx, knew the owner of the tavern personally. They had been corresponding with letters, slipping them past Solana’s sentries. He knew we were to arrive tonight and had several crates of food prepared. “Alright, kid. You ready for this?” Ulrich clapped me on the shoulder with so much force I nearly toppled over. Of course, that led to Orion snarling in his face. Azrael had crept around his back, his claws lengthened and poised at his throat. Even Draco hovered nearby, ready to remove the God of War from this world. I waved al
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Blakely Draco brushed my hair over my shoulder with gentle fingers, his lips coasting along my neck. My eyes fell shut as a shudder worked its way down my spine, and my body came alive. Even after all we’d been through, I still couldn’t believe these men—these Gods—were mine. Draco with his never-ending support, Orion with his cold fire, and Azrael with his playfulness. They were each a part of me now, and while I still knew so little about their long lives, I was determined to spend the next century learning. “Amora was very insistent we spend what might be our last night together.” His chest rumbled with a growl. “Elias threw out a few ideas, of course.” Azrael’s lips tipped up as he dragged his eyes down my body. I returned the favor, my core clenching when I spotted his hard length straining against the seam of his breeches, “She was nice enough to conjure these blankets for us.” “Did we mention Elias placed a silencing spell over this room?” Orion chimed in with a husky purr.
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Blakely When I awoke, it was to the gentle rustling of the curtains blocking off our alcove. Rubbing my eyes, I twisted around in Draco’s arms, nearly mashing my face into Azrael’s chest in the process. I yelped when Amora’s face appeared from in between the slats of the fabric. The others awoke at the sound of my surprise. Her mahogany hair was braided over her shoulder. As she spotted us her heart-shaped lips tipped up into a smile. “Oh, you four are just the sweetest.” She cooed, “Look at you all cozied up and in lo—” Orion’s snarl cracked across the room, “Amora, out.” With a dreamy sigh she set a stack of clothing down on the floor and gave us all another dazzling smile, “Ulrich wants me to let you all know we head out in one hour.” The second she left I scrambled to my feet. I dressed so quickly that the others were still half-naked by the time I finished. None of them commented, which I knew they wouldn’t. My mates understood that this time I had with Lina was precious, an
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Blakely Ulrich led the way down the tunnel. Within the hour we saw glimmers of light streaming through the darkness. A set of stairs carried us up into the basement of a vacant home. The walls were made from smooth stone, illuminated only by Orion’s cerulean flame. Pushed against the wall were bits of furniture, each one covered in thin white sheets. My mates crept up the stairs, scoping out the place to ensure no one was inside. As they waved us forward, ushering us into a living room, I couldn’t help but drink in our surroundings. It took some time for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, but when they did I realized the furnishings weren’t too different from what one might see in the mortal realm, only sans technology. I made it a point not to look at the framed pictures hanging on the walls. I wasn’t sure I’d be able to stomach seeing what family might have lived here in the past. It would only make me wonder where they were now. Two large windows made up the front of the house
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Blakely I was in the middle of beheading a sentry, their pale blood splattering across my face and slicking the blade of my sword, when Azrael returned to my side. Orion quickly followed, finishing off the last few enemies surrounding him. More and more sentries were pouring in from the adjoining streets. Fear claimed me because I knew sooner or later our forces would be overwhelmed. One look into Orion’s eyes told me he knew this already, but we had no choice but to press forward. The four of us took off down the street, leaping over craters blasted into the stone by Cielo’s lightning. As we ran, the sound of fighting slipped into the distance. Here and there sentries would pop out at us. Only a select few had magic, but that didn’t make those with weapons any less dangerous. I hissed in pain as sentry hurled a small, skinny dagger at me. It clipped my shoulder, carving a slice deep enough to make me wince. Flinging out my hands I morphed the moonlight into razor sharp threads. T
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